When We Were Reading Stories Tonight. . .
"Mommy," asked Coryn, "Can that little dog pull the big dog?"
"I don't know," I replied. "That dog is awfully small and the other is very big."
"I would help him if I were in the book. I wish I were in the book."
This isn't the first time she has wished to be in a book, but tonight she was even more persistent. She said wished God would put her in the book and even prayed to go into the book right there. She asked me when it would happen and I said maybe she could dream about going into the book and she looked disappointed at this alternative.
"I want to be in the book with those dogs and cars," she said.